User blog comment:SalemtheCruel/Invaders of Southsward/@comment-3474228-20120202013946/@comment-3474228-20120202025150

Slipshade glances back and rolls his eyes at Zasho before continuing on, ignoring the fox. He retakes his seat at the counter and taps the table. "One more." The bartender, who is wiping out a tankard, shakes his head at Slipshade's poor state. "Git back 'ome, youngin', ye've already been 'ere too long." The bartender then mocks Slipshade, swaying around. The rat growls and walks through the door of the tavern, cursing. "As if m'life isn't bad enough already..."